Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

"Sorry, young hero, our trading house does not know the details of the transaction between you and Ming Lao." Although the woman was smiling, her words revealed a bit of alienation and helplessness, "Even if Ming Lao takes If your spirit stone disappears, it is his personal behavior and has no direct connection with our trading company."

When Ling Xiao heard this, his brows furrowed and a cold light flashed in his eyes. He stared at the woman coldly, his voice low and cold: "Oh? Do you think this whole thing has nothing to do with your trading house?"

The woman felt the chill radiating from Ling Xiao's body, and her heart trembled slightly, but she still maintained a sweet smile, trying to ease the atmosphere: "It is true, our trading house has always adhered to the principle of fairness and justice, but for the relationship between customers and third parties, It is really difficult for us to interfere with private transactions.”

However, in Ling Xiao's view, this smile was like a hypocritical mask, which was disgusting. He was filled with anger and sneered: "Haha, what a fair and just person! Since it has nothing to do with your trading house, then I will personally dig out that old dog!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ling Xiao suddenly reached out and grabbed the air.

A terrifying breath burst out from his body in an instant. This breath swallowed up the surrounding air like a black hole, forming a huge vortex. In the center of this vortex, a terrifying soul hand slowly condensed and took shape.

This soul hand exudes a faint blue light, like a ghost hand from the Nine Hells.

It ignored the barriers of space, directly penetrated countless layers of space, and firmly grasped the person nearby. Immediately afterwards, a weak force lifted the man over and threw him heavily into the small hall of the trading house.

When everyone saw this, they were horrified. We have never seen such horrific means, as if even the air was torn apart by that force. Shi Hui stood outside with a warm gaze, as if she wanted to freeze the whole world in my gaze.

"Ming Lao, right? I heard that he disappeared? Why did he appear outside?" Looking at the old man behind him, Ling Xiao mocked.

But now that he has taken action, he has to give an explanation. Well, he only needs to pay 100,000 medium-grade spiritual stones as compensation, and you will let him go. "

Before he finished speaking, Ling Xiao's figure disappeared from the place like a ghost. When he reappeared, there was still a blade shining with bloodthirsty light in my hand - this was my bloodthirsty sword soul. It is said that it had been in Drinking blood from countless killings, it condensed into the terrifying power it is today.

Those people were Xijing low-hands with calm auras and strong steps. We surrounded Ling Xiao with expressions on our faces, forming a strong and indestructible line of defense.

I suppressed the anger in my heart, took a deep breath, and then said hastily: "Your Majesty is weak in strength, and you always admire me. But you didn't take away his spiritual stone, how can you return it?"

Although these warriors from the Xijing Realm did not speak, our attitudes were not yet expressed in our eyes. We have obviously not been bribed by Ming Lao, and we plan to help the emperor do evil and become Ling Xiao's enemy. Ling Xiao laughed warmly in his heart, knowing that the battle was avoidable.

Not to mention in the trading house, even in the House of Commons, you still act accordingly. If he is wise, he will obediently hand over the spirit stone, otherwise, he will bear the consequences. "

Soul Hand is a unique skill that can only be performed by people with extremely weak soul power. It can directly attack the opponent's soul through soul power, making it lose the ability to resist in a short period of time.

I glanced at the Xijing warriors who surrounded me, and said calmly: "Those of them, too, are they going to be enemies with you for this little money? Do they know what will happen if they offend you? Come on?"

However, Mr. Ming quickly adjusted his mood and regained his former calmness. I looked at Ling Xiao calmly, with a hint of majesty in my tone: "Are you going to take action inside the Tiantianhui trading house? That's where he can run wild."

"You advise him to think twice before moving forward? He really thinks that it is a wise move to become your enemy for the sake of this meager 800,000 mid-grade spiritual stones?" Ling Xiao's eyes were like cold stars, and his voice was hot and cold. hesitate.

When Mr. Ming saw this, his expression suddenly changed. I tried to avoid him, but it was too late. Ling Xiao's blade cut through the air like lightning and struck my neck by mistake.

Ming Lao's face turned red from Ling Xiao's slap, and he was even more angry. But I am also vague. I am not Shi Hui's opponent now.

However, Ling Xiao was moved. I laughed warmly and said, "What a bad plan. Not only does he want to return your spirit stone, but he also wants to blackmail you. He thinks you, Ling Xiao, are so bad." Bullied?"

If the cabinet can find evidence that you took his spirit stone, you will naturally return it with both hands. But if there is no evidence, I would like to ask your Excellency to make trouble here. "

Ling Xiao looked at me warmly, and his voice was full of threats: "So what if you do something? You, Ling Xiao, always ask for reasons when doing things, only for the results. If he returns your spirit stone, don't blame him. You are being polite.

Although Mr. Ming has been around for a long time, this is the first time I have seen someone who can use such methods. In my heart, I couldn't help but feel a little bit of curiosity and awe about Shi Hui's strength.

Ming Lao smiled warmly, with a cunning light shining in his eyes, and said: "What eight hundred thousand mid-grade spiritual stones? You have never heard of this. As for the fact that he just hurt you, you have always been compassionate and willing. Complain with him.

Ming Lao felt Ling Xiao's gaze, and an embarrassed smile appeared on his face. I originally thought that I had disappeared from the world for a long time, and no one would recognize me anymore.

"It seems that he is really planning to break up with you for these 800,000 mid-grade spiritual stones." Ling Xiao shook his head, with a scornful smile on his face.

Hearing this, Ling Xiao's lips curved into a warm smile. I took a step back and slapped Mr. Ming hard on the face. The slap was so hard that Ming Lao staggered and almost fell to the ground.

There was an unquestionable majesty in Ming Lao's words, as if I was the arbiter of that dispute.

"Bad, since they chose to side with me, this is no longer a personal grudge between you and that old dog, but a major matter between you and their entire trading house." Ling Xiao's voice was warm. It came out fiercely, as if carrying an irresistible majesty.

The momentum beneath me gradually increased, seeming to indicate the coming storm.

Just as the two were talking, with Ming Lao's order, the surrounding atmosphere suddenly became relaxed. Only seven figures were seen flashing around, and in the blink of an eye, no more than a dozen figures appeared on the scene.

However, the young man behind me directly revealed my identity, which made me quite surprised. But what shocked me even more was the mysterious method Ling Xiao used later - the hand of the soul.